As a handicraft blogger, Chu Yuening originally thought she would live a plain and ordinary life. Unexpectedly, a moment of kindness caused her to transmigrate to the Great Qin Dynasty over two tho...
There are quite a lot of local beans (soybeans), but neither the chemical extraction method nor the physical oil pressing method is easy to implement. The former requires extraction with chemical solvents, while the latter requires electric machines to extract.
Ying Zheng, who was writing with a focused look on his face, suddenly heard a faint groan. He raised his head and looked at the woman, his eyes full of concern.
"Why is Yue Ning sighing?"
"It's because we need to open a new factory. Otherwise, when the dormitories are built, the people will have nowhere to go."
"What kind of factory does Yue Ning want to open?"
"A soybean oil factory, well, it's where they use soybeans to make oil."
Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows. He knew that meat could be used to produce oil, but he didn't know that beans, which were also grains, could also be used to produce oil.
The importance of oil to the human body is self-evident. If beans can really be squeezed to produce oil, it will be a benefit to the people.
But I think it should be quite difficult, otherwise Yue Ning wouldn't be so worried.
"But is there a tricky part?"
"Yes, the drying, sorting, and baking steps are simple, but the pressing step is difficult."
Chu Yuening bit her red lips lightly, and her eyes dimmed a little.
She had thought about using the traditional method of oil extraction, but the processes were extremely complicated and the efficiency was extremely low.
Ying Zheng pinched the woman's pouting cheeks, a smile evident in his phoenix eyes, and he suggested slowly and calmly.
"Yuening, why don't you ask the Mohist disciples? Their mechanical skills are unmatched in the world."
"Aren't they researching gunpowder? Will that slow down their progress?"
Chu Yuening naturally thought of Mo Ju and the others first, but they were now in a critical period of researching gunpowder, so she didn't want to disturb them.
The woman's understanding brought a smile to Ying Zheng's lips. He ruffled her fluffy hair and spoke in a soft tone.
"No problem. There has been no war in recent years. Maintaining the people's livelihood is our top priority."
"Okay, then I'll order someone to summon Mo Ju."